I’ve always had super vivid dreams and it takes me a while after waking up to realize that they’re not real. Sometimes, it's disappointing, but usually, I just forget about it and move on. Back in 6th grade, I had one really close friend, and we never actually fought. One night, I had a vivid dream where my friend and I had a massive argument over something I can't even recall now. I was really good at holding grudges because I was not a forgiving child, so for three weeks I completely ignored my best friend in anger to the point where she started crying in front of the teacher and he asked what was going on. While recounting the story, I suddenly realized the events were strange and that it was all just a dream. I fall silent and just look at my friend who’s still extremely upset and don’t know what to say because I had fucked up so badly.